Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Portugal and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Radiopuhelimet to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by A Certain Ratio. All the underground hits.
All R.M.O. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Royal Trux record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
The Dirtbombs,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Aural Exciters,
The American Breed,
Porter Ricks,
The Cramps,
Interpol,
Babytalk,
Aaron Thompson,
Icehouse,
Second Layer,
Essential Logic,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Crooked Eye,
The Smiths,
Bronski Beat,
ABC,
Unrelated Segments,
Cecil Taylor,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ultimate Spinach,
Charles Mingus,
Funky Four + One,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
ABBA,
The Fall,
MC5,
Arcadia,
10cc,
Mantronix,
Little Man,
Mark Hollis,
Pharoah Sanders,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Scientists,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bauhaus,
Yusef Lateef,
Tubeway Army,
Joe Smooth,
Anthony Braxton,
Rotary Connection,
Chris & Cosey,
Neil Young,
Tomorrow,
The Dead C,
Metal Thangz,
Kas Product,
Adolescents,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Man Parrish,
X-101,
Al Stewart,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Bad Manners,
Mary Jane Girls,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sonic Youth,
Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.